If You Haven't Seen It...
...go check it out now! I'm referring to a new children's book called Angel in the Waters, which is about a pre-born child. The child talks to his (or her--it's not really specified) guardian angel while in the womb. It's very well done, and the illustrations are beautiful.
The illustrator, Ben Hatke, also belongs to a newish blog called Small Pax Guild, which describes itself as a "group of peculiarly 'Romish' artists." I have added the link at left. Readers of Gilbert may recognize some of the names.
19 November 2004
18 November 2004
08 November 2004
St. Michael and All Angels
Supreme Leaders of the Heavenly Hosts, we implore you that by your prayers you will encircle us, unworthy as we are, with the protection of the wings of your immaterial glory and guard us who fall down before you and fervently cry: deliver us from dangers, for you are the commanders of the powers above.
To those of you who may be confused, today is the Feast of St. Michael and All Angels in the Eastern Churches. It is a holy day for them. To any Byzantines out there, have a happy, holy day!
02 November 2004
THE SOULER'S SONG
Soul day, soul day, Saul
One for Peter, two for Paul,
Three for Him who made us all.
An apple, a pear, a plum or a cherry,
Any good thing that will make us all merry.
Put your hand in your pocket and pull out your keys,
Go down into the cellar, bring up what you please;
A glass of your wine, or a cup of your beer,
And we'll never come souling till this time next year.
We are a pack of merry boys, all in a mind,
We are come a souling for what we can find,
Soul, soul, sole of my shoe,
If you have no apples, money will do;
Up with your kettle and down with your pan,
Give us an answer and let us be gone
From Brand's "Popular Antiquities," (1777), as sung in Cheshire
(This is not to be confused with the Peter, Paul, and Mary abomination known bizarrely as "A'Soalin'," which is apparently a hybrid of "Hey, Ho, Nobody Home," which is a well-known round, with the Cheshire Souling Song and possibly a Wassailing song. The Souling tradition is quite seperate from the Wassailing tradition, though both involve going from house to house requesting food and/or drink from neighbors. All in all a commendable activity, if you trust your neighbors.)
Soul day, soul day, Saul
One for Peter, two for Paul,
Three for Him who made us all.
An apple, a pear, a plum or a cherry,
Any good thing that will make us all merry.
Put your hand in your pocket and pull out your keys,
Go down into the cellar, bring up what you please;
A glass of your wine, or a cup of your beer,
And we'll never come souling till this time next year.
We are a pack of merry boys, all in a mind,
We are come a souling for what we can find,
Soul, soul, sole of my shoe,
If you have no apples, money will do;
Up with your kettle and down with your pan,
Give us an answer and let us be gone
From Brand's "Popular Antiquities," (1777), as sung in Cheshire
(This is not to be confused with the Peter, Paul, and Mary abomination known bizarrely as "A'Soalin'," which is apparently a hybrid of "Hey, Ho, Nobody Home," which is a well-known round, with the Cheshire Souling Song and possibly a Wassailing song. The Souling tradition is quite seperate from the Wassailing tradition, though both involve going from house to house requesting food and/or drink from neighbors. All in all a commendable activity, if you trust your neighbors.)
27 October 2004
Heard recently:
"You'd better keep Jane away from Morihiko. If he sees her, he'll fall in love with her feet." --Liz, symphony violinist
"Hypomixolydian sounds like what happens when modes inbreed." --Kevin, music history prof.
A conversation in orchestration class:
Fr. Waters: "Why did God allow transposing instruments?"
Me: "Maybe He plans to bring greater good out of that evil later."
Rajiv: "What good could possibly come out of transposing instruments?"
Fr. Waters: "People tend to pray more when writing parts for them."
"It's pure Jesus-logic." --Fr. Spitzer
"He touched a pig? Now he's got pigness on him forever!" --Fr. Spitzer
"You'd better keep Jane away from Morihiko. If he sees her, he'll fall in love with her feet." --Liz, symphony violinist
"Hypomixolydian sounds like what happens when modes inbreed." --Kevin, music history prof.
A conversation in orchestration class:
Fr. Waters: "Why did God allow transposing instruments?"
Me: "Maybe He plans to bring greater good out of that evil later."
Rajiv: "What good could possibly come out of transposing instruments?"
Fr. Waters: "People tend to pray more when writing parts for them."
"It's pure Jesus-logic." --Fr. Spitzer
"He touched a pig? Now he's got pigness on him forever!" --Fr. Spitzer
12 October 2004
The Metro, Tourists and Stained Glass
Today I took the Metro to the Cluny museum to buy some books, but I took the wrong exit, which put me right next to Notre Dame. The square was full of camera-weilding tourists, of course, visiting the best known Cathedral in the world. I smirked, glad I wasn't in the ridiculous herd of tourists circling the church.
After I bought my books, I wandered back to the Seine, not really knowing why, (since the nearest Metro Station was the opposite direction) and once again I found myself face to façade with Notre Dame de Paris. Before I knew what was going on, I was in the same herd of pilgrims I had scoffed at earlier, like a little lost sheep looking for her shepherd.
Notre Dame has changed since I last visited. The work on the façade is finished, and the horrible wall which separated the choir from the transept is gone, so it's now possible for the congregation to see that fabulous statue of the Assumption. I was a real tourist today, and I even visited the Treasury, a small exhibit of books, vestments, statues and more reliquary crosses than I have ever seen before, including an incredibly huge one donated by Napoleon I.
If you stand in the middle of the transept and look up, you will see an amazing keystone of Mary holding the Child and surrounded by golden stars. Notre Dame is like that; there is always something new to discover. It's astounding to think of how many pilgrims have walked the same path I have inside the church. The steps and tiles in the floor are all worn from 900 years worth of love.
I couldn't help thinking, not for the first time, how incredibly lucky I am that I can just wander into Notre Dame de Paris on a rainy Tuesday afternoon.
Today I took the Metro to the Cluny museum to buy some books, but I took the wrong exit, which put me right next to Notre Dame. The square was full of camera-weilding tourists, of course, visiting the best known Cathedral in the world. I smirked, glad I wasn't in the ridiculous herd of tourists circling the church.
After I bought my books, I wandered back to the Seine, not really knowing why, (since the nearest Metro Station was the opposite direction) and once again I found myself face to façade with Notre Dame de Paris. Before I knew what was going on, I was in the same herd of pilgrims I had scoffed at earlier, like a little lost sheep looking for her shepherd.
Notre Dame has changed since I last visited. The work on the façade is finished, and the horrible wall which separated the choir from the transept is gone, so it's now possible for the congregation to see that fabulous statue of the Assumption. I was a real tourist today, and I even visited the Treasury, a small exhibit of books, vestments, statues and more reliquary crosses than I have ever seen before, including an incredibly huge one donated by Napoleon I.
If you stand in the middle of the transept and look up, you will see an amazing keystone of Mary holding the Child and surrounded by golden stars. Notre Dame is like that; there is always something new to discover. It's astounding to think of how many pilgrims have walked the same path I have inside the church. The steps and tiles in the floor are all worn from 900 years worth of love.
I couldn't help thinking, not for the first time, how incredibly lucky I am that I can just wander into Notre Dame de Paris on a rainy Tuesday afternoon.
04 October 2004
Blessed Charles of Austria
Yesterday, Karl, Holy Roman Emperor, was beatified in Rome by Pope John Paul II. Here is the beatification web site. Many thanks to the Old Oligarch for the link.
Yesterday, Karl, Holy Roman Emperor, was beatified in Rome by Pope John Paul II. Here is the beatification web site. Many thanks to the Old Oligarch for the link.
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